Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

“Exactly. Xiu’er is so pretty and I have never seen even her covering up with a face veil,” continued Jiang Wuhen, grabbing this rare opportunity to soothe his relationship with everybody further.

“Idiot,” barked Su Xiu’er who did not appreciate it in the slightest.

“Whether Elder Sister Xiu’er is pretty or not has nothing to do with you, you a*s. Get lost and stand aside,” said someone else in scolding.

Jiang Wuhen was very hurt. Why did he get scolded even when he had praised other people? Was he really so resented by others? The truth was that he was not actually resented by others, but that he was really resented by others.

“Stop talking,” said Su Yizhi as he observed the veiled woman with a perplexed look and put an end to the expressions of opinions by Su Yanhua and the rest. He went on to welcome the approaching procession of maidens speedily.

“Allow this humble one to introduce himself as Su Yizhi, the clan leader of the Su Clan of the Golden Pill Sect,” said Su Yizhi as he stood before the woman. Although his attitude was neither servile nor overbearing, he had addressed himself as the “humble one”. It was obvious that he had already stooped down to the lowest he could.

‘What background did this woman have exactly?’ Su Yanhua and the rest were not fools and they could hear the meaning within Su Yizhi’s greeting. They were shocked by it and felt suspicious in their hearts. None of them dared speak carelessly anymore.

“I’ve heard that both the Qiu and Su Families of the Golden Pill Sect will be having a Sword Pill Grand Meeting, so I’ve come over to watch the excitement. You don’t have to be bothered by me,” said the woman simply. There was a mighty surge of aura within her chilling voice that made people find it hard to resist obeying what she said.

After saying these few words, the woman continued to walk further into the valley, accompanied by her maidservants. Qiu Gaohe and the rest followed her at a distance that was not too far nor too near. The inner parts of Rejuvenating Valley were extremely vast. It looked like they obviously did not want to have any further interactions with the Su Family before the Sword Pill Meeting.

After walking a few steps ahead, the veiled woman suddenly stopped, turned and glanced at Ling Chuxi.

It was just a glance, but a strong uneasy feeling surged in Ling Chuxi’s heart and her state of mind was suddenly lost. It was as though she had fallen into an endless black hole and was in a daze.

It had happened too quickly. It happened at such a speed that even Ling Yichen did not realize the abnormal look in Ling Chuxi’s eyes. Even Ling Chuxi herself could not come up with any response in time. She only felt that her whole state of mind was falling down continuously into an endless black hole. Falling and falling into a world without an end.

“How could this be?” exclaimed Ling Chuxi in her heart with her only remaining consciousness. She wanted to break free from the endless black hole her mind was falling into, yet she found that she was powerless to do so.

“Ding!” A clear bell of a note drifted into her ears suddenly. It sounded like a sharp sword being unsheathed, like a black dragon wailing in distant skies.

In the midst of that endless pitch-black darkness her mind tumbled into, a blurry yet chilling gleam flashed past all of a sudden. The vague and unclear vision of a modest and ancient sword piercing the heavens and the skies appeared.

Suddenly a bright light flashed, and it was so dazzling that it made one almost unable to open their eyes. The vague chilling gleam was gradually transforming and soon an ethereal figure appeared before her eyes like an illusion. The figure seemed to give a long howl at the skies and then flew towards the endless dark abyss.

The gleam of the ancient sword radiated in all directions, looking like numerous black dragons sweeping across the skies. The endless pitch darkness before Ling Chuxi’s eyes was torn apart by the dazzling gleam of the sword. Its light was transparent, bright and clear like nothing she had ever seen before.

That ethereal figure appeared before Ling Chuxi’s eyes once again. Yet, the sight of the figure was still so obscure and imaginary that she couldn’t fully perceive it. Yet, it felt so clear. She felt the watchfulness of the obscure pair of eyes which were full of perseverance and sharpness looking at her for a long time. After that, the vision slowly disappeared.

Ling Chuxi’s eyes lit up and her consciousness returned. She could only see the veiled woman’s eyes, still looking at her from afar. The Luo Chen sword at her waist was still emitting bursts of light trembles.

‘What had just happened exactly? Could it all have been an illusion? But why did it feel so real then?’ Ling Chuxi put her hand to the hilt of the Luo Chen Sword and felt as if she had actually been cut off from the outside world for ages with many generations having passed.

She knew that all those visions earlier were not merely illusions. If her mind had continued to fall into that pitch-black darkness just now, perhaps she would never have woken up again.